The Reincarnator Fails Miserably

The third step is to maintain the space blockade while activating the second protection, and start to reduce the density of elves around at an extremely fast speed. Whether it is Sky Strike or other magic, they are all energy in essence, and they are all the flow of elves. , the high-density elves are compressed to form damage, so as long as the density of the elves is quickly reduced, its destructive power can be reduced to a level that can be absorbed.

The fourth step is to turn on the blood damage, force the runaway, accelerate the flow of elves, and use the elf corridor formed by the engraving on the body to absorb high-density elves.

The fifth step, the body must not be able to bear this kind of high-density spirit, even if it is only one-tenth, so you need to open the third protection of the sky, evaporate the overloaded spirit in your body, and ensure that the flow of this energy becomes reasonable, until it becomes bearable!

The last step is to release the huge elf through the energy of operation!

Numerous body reflexes finally formed muscle memory, and she completed the whole process extremely smoothly. In just three short breaths, the dark sky strike flash was reduced to azure white, and the engraved flow of the elf corridor covered by the silver wolf , circulating around the sky, the huge number of elves caused her blood capillaries to burst, and the skin all over her body was split, but in the end they all gathered between her empty palms.

The blood-soaked orc gritted her teeth and endured the severe pain from her whole body. There was no place on her body that was free from pain, and there was no place where blood would stop flowing. Her skin was torn apart and dripping with blood... Of course she understood in her heart how huge the price of this move was. , even if she succeeds, she herself will lose consciousness due to massive blood loss and ruptured organs, but before she falls down, she must personally give back to her opponent with this move!

"Receive, transform, transport, send!"

"Nine hundred in one go!"

The silver wolf's palms erupted, and the external strength of the angry horse Lingguan was supported by enough internal force (elf) at this time, and it could be completely released. gallop away!

This move is originally the proud technique of the first person in the Central Plains, Black and White Langjun, in Jinguang World. It is essentially an anti-injury technique, using strength to absorb the opponent's move feedback. It's called one qi transforming into nine hundred, but in fact, the power of feedback is [-] to twice the original, not nine hundred times the real one. To practice this move for a long time requires a huge foundation of internal strength and the arrogance of a desperate and desperate Saburo .

Of course, Su Bai would not be able to do this trick... The black and white panda is so stingy, it is absolutely impossible for him to give anyone the secret knowledge at the bottom of the box, and he has no friends at all.

On the other hand, the Angry Horse Lingguan is not that difficult to learn, and a little research can reveal the essence. After all, all the famous bigwigs in Jinguang World have experienced this set of Wang Baquan, and they can learn it after watching too much. Just knowing it doesn’t mean they will No, Shi Yanwen's palm skills are number one in the world, and it's not necessarily that he wants to fight with others with his eight fists.

When Su Bai talked about "Nine Hundreds in One Qi" to Silver Wolf, he just chatted occasionally. When he talked about the principle of this trick, he also recalled the scene when he was beaten by this trick. The retreat environment of this palm strike has changed from a quasi-giant to a second-line combat force. The internal injuries have intensified and he has not survived the sixth world, and he has directly rolled to reincarnation... No wonder the memory of the black and white panda is so deep.

He would never have imagined that Silver Wolf would actually rely on his own understanding and method to complete the transformational version of this trick, the one-gas transformation of nine hundred... In fact, it is debatable whether it can be regarded as one-gas transformation of nine hundred, it is more like one-gas transformation Three thousand's defensive moves only continuously weakened the opponent's strength, but had no boost effect at all. The power of the angry horse Lingguan shot backhand was far less than one-tenth of the power of one-tenth of the Sky Strike.

But the problem is that after Jibril released the Sky Strike, she fell into weakness. Her condition was extremely poor, and less than half of her strength was not enough to build an effective defense. She managed to maintain this posture without shrinking, and even saw her own Sky Strike After being dispelled, an illusory angry horse galloped towards him, and the shock in his heart was nothing to add... That was a sky strike, how could it be absorbed?

While being shocked, she raised her finger with difficulty and hastily set up a defensive spell, but it shattered like glass in the blink of an eye.

The Flügel was engulfed by the roaring flames, and after the smoke and dust passed, a large pit remained on the ground. Her whole body exuded a scorched smell, and she fell powerlessly on the ground, panting in a low voice: "Humiliation, what a humiliation, I To be given by a wild beast, a wild beast..."

After all, she is the creation of the God of War, existence itself is magic, this move is not enough to defeat her, it just makes her extremely embarrassed.

On the other side, the silver wolf exhausted all her strength, and her body's recovery speed became slow. She had already collapsed in a pool of blood, lost consciousness, and fell into a coma.

In the final result of this battle, the Flügel still won, Jibril stood at the end, and the silver wolf had already lost consciousness.

The huge gap between races is difficult to bridge, but it is undeniable that Silver Wolf has done the best she can, and she has demonstrated the word tenacity to the fullest... Can make the Flügel individuals who are also the top combat power Jibril is the first of such a deflated alien race. Although she is defeated, she is honored, but this honor is not as exciting as the intuitive victory.

This failure proved the absoluteness of the law of power in this world.

Clutching her painful body, Jibril walked towards the unconscious silver wolf step by step. At that time, she stared at the enemy under her feet. It was the first time she looked at this weak person from the perspective of a stronger person, and a little something happened in her heart. Even if it was just a little bit of respect, she still felt incredible that a mere orc could hurt her like this.

It took her more than ten years to achieve this step. It is really... similar to herself who persisted in slaying dragons.

Jibril also seemed to be able to understand what kind of mood the white dragon was waiting for her to come to challenge again and again.

She hesitated for a while, whether she should cut off the head or not.

After a short period of hesitation, suddenly...she felt a huge power being released, and she was so tiny in front of this power.

There is a certain rhythm under the earth, the source of the elven corridor buried under the planet is broken, the source of the huge power that builds this world is revealed, and the elven corridor covering the entire planet has dissipated. Huge power is the source of everything, the source of all things, the beginning of the elven corridor, the foundation of power that constructs the world, and the foundation of power that can destroy this world.

The light came from the cracks in the earth's crust, the earth began to change, and the violent tremors symbolized the beginning of change.

Jibril stared at Abant Heim above the sky with her amber eyes, and she knew in her heart that at this moment, the star cup had appeared, and the ancient war for the seat of the only god was coming to an end.

Personal thoughts are no longer important. Before the great changes of the times, personal gains and losses become trivial.

"My lord." She clenched her five fingers and looked at the invisible scenery: "Su Bai..."

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Between the jade seats, the center of the battlefield.

Artoxiu, who was carrying eighteen pairs of wings, stared at Su Bai, who was also carrying three pairs of wings.

Right in front of her, Su Bai was covered in blood, and was forced to retreat an unknown distance by the powerful Weiya. Since the moment the confrontation began, he has been retreating and bleeding, and the traces of blood are scattered all over the ground. Forming winding or straight bloodstains on the ground, the boundless space has an infinite distance to retreat, and his back can never touch the wall.

The power of the Judgment Protoss is not enough to fight against Artoxiu. Su Bai knows that he is still some distance away from mastering the complete power of the Judgment Protoss, but now it seems that even if he has mastered all the power of the Protoss, he may not be able to compete Artosh.

The odds are certainly slim, but not entirely zero.

Su Bai stood up, blood dripped on the white floor along with his movements, and his golden wings were also painted with bright red. He held the weapon again and stared at Artoxiu. The calmer he was, the more determined he was that could not be defeated .

"This time, it only took you three seconds to stand up." Artoxiu was not in a hurry to decide the winner, but asked with great interest: "Three minutes for the first time, two minutes for the second time, seventy for the third time Seconds... the time is getting shorter and shorter, does this mean that your progress is getting faster and faster."

"Maybe it is, or maybe it's just that my skin is itchy, and the scar is healed and I forget the pain." Su Bai calmly replied, of course it is not the case, the faster he stands up just means that he has gradually adapted to the strength of God of War, no No need to think, no need to recover, anyway, the wounds are increasing all the time, and under the dual power of the darkin and the protoss, he did not die so quickly.

The most worrying situation is a disastrous defeat with one move... But as long as you don't lose with absolute certainty, and it's not a one-shot kill, the battle situation has infinite possibilities.

Artosh's power is tyrannical and unreasonable, pure and powerful, but it is by no means invincible.

When Su Bai got up this time, his eyes had a gleam of clarity. During the retreat all the way, he had already grasped the exact odds of winning. The terrifying and powerful enemy, and the road dripping with blood could not cool his blood.

"bring it on."

The moment Su Bai opened his mouth, God of War swung his spear.

The bodies of the two sides staggered, this time Su Bai did not fall, nor did he retreat.

Instead, Artosh took half a step back and she shed a drop of blood.

A faint scar remained on the God of War's cheek, and a strand of her hair fell away.

Su Bai looked at the half step he had finally taken with difficulty... he didn't feel much joy, it just meant that he had finally adapted to this stage.